Tuesday, January 11, 2005

Anorexadyslexia

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Mimmi- Good idea.

Shin- Hence Nocturne's lack of publicity! Conspiracy!

Azure- Because not enough of them feature young boys.

DDG- Femininely random?

Shin- Instead of voting they write poetry. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to the box social.

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We had today off because of all of the heavy rain and flooding going on around here. Quite honestly, I have seen nothing that pointed to floods, as much as average amounts of preciptiation, but I'm not complaining. Part of me wanted to avoid school today, and here we are.

I usually would have slept in, but I just wasn't tired. On Mondays I always feel more like waking up on time, because of all of the extra sleep I get over the weekend.

My God, I have forgotten how much daytime television blows. My routine is generally the KTLA morning news, followed by my dad watching some old movie on AMC. Sometimes I shake it up and watch music videos on VH1.

But then I remembered the joyous days of sixth grade, when we had to get to school at practically 9:00, and how I would watch the Japanese daytime kiddie daytime television, just because it's so outrageously odd.

Now, my understanding of Japanese culture isn't perfect, but if I interpreted it correctly, the big green penis-looking monster made of styrofoam was trying to teach kids not to light things on fire, and there was some dude with purple eyeshadow and a Waluigi-ish mustache that made funny noises. I think he was evil, but he might have just been an arsonist.

There's a difference, you know.

I swear that Digi Charat came on after that, and it was just so obscenely cute that I reached for my gun and tried to shoot myself in the head, but instead I accidentally picked up the remote and switched to MTV. Cribs, the show where celebrities show you their houses, was on.

And from this I had a revelation.

Ghetto, basketball-playing celebrities are more worried about fashion than valley girls.

I mean, you should have seen this dude's closet. He practically had an entire room dedicated to basketball jerseys alone, another for other clothes, and all along the ceiling there were shelves where he put his shoes.

It was insane. Not even Christina Aguilera has that much clothes.

..Well, that's a bad example. Let's go with Jessica Simpson. She's more wholesome and clothes-wearing.

Then I watched a televangelist on Comedy Central. CC, you see, is one of those channels that has infomercials running in the wee hours of the morning because they're too lazy to do real programming.

Well, today they had some televangelist from the south. Man, these guys are such bullshit. He's supposed to hit you on the forehead with the power of the Lord and you'll be free from all of your sins. He says it's the holy water (You get a free vial of it when you call in, omfg!1), but that can't just be regular water. It has to be some horrible, infectious substance that knocks people out at the touch. The televangelist guy just happens to have grown an immunity to it.

He was not a good speaker at all. It's hard to be motivated by someone who stutters every other word they say.

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Not that I'm trying to say that this is a guy that should be followed, but I've always been sort of heretical when it came to organized religion that I was involved with. I remember back in my Christian preschool correcting kids because of their blind faith.

Don't get me wrong, I believe in some sort of omnipresent being, but some of the things these kids were saying was just stupid.

Me: Hey, I heard they discovered a new planet past Pluto.

Some kid: THAT'S STUPID!! IF THERE WAS ANOTHER PLANET PAST PLUTO IT WOULD HAVE ALWAYS BEEN THERE AND GOD WOULD HAVE TOLD US ABOUT IT!

(I saw that kid the other day, come to think of it.. I should've said something.)

Religion, to me, is all fine and dandy, but it's morons who use it in a very hypocritical way (i.e. KKK), or just follow it in such a blind, stupid, naive way (that kid), who get me pissed.

..Well, considering that kid was, like, five, maybe I should have given him more of a chance. But it was still stupid.

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I got dragged to the mall for a haircut today. In all, we were waiting there for about an hour for a space to open up. This wasn't because the place was packed, though. There were two people, which is enough in these parts, but one of them majorly sucks, and the other one is always so heavily requested that it's hard to go there and get a decent job done.

So I wandered around, checking on our DDR to see if it's fixed yet, browsing through anime, manga and games, and eventually sitting down with people whom I am familiar with over a Spicy Chicken Burrito from Del Taco, to waste a little time.

These people are cool, but I never talk to them (spare one). One of them goes to my school, but he's not in my social kalpa, if you will, and the other goes to Highland, despite being shorter and squeakier-voiced than me.

And who'd have guessed that my arch-nemesis from Journalism would show up and invite herself over! I was saved by the proverbial bell as the time for my haircut had finally come, so I got out of there very quickly.

So as to avoid conflict.

With a jolly keen valley girl.

o_O

The haircut is okay.. It's still a little short for my preferences, but I'm very picky. It'll grow out quickly enough.

Oh, oh my God I just remembered that I saw Saikano volume three in Waldenbooks. It was wrapped in plastic, so I'm guessing it's rather steamy.. Hm, I guess I'll have to get my 17-year-old affiliates to pick it up for me.

What a devilish little imp I am.

I don't understand how they can wrap Saikano in plastic and keep Ai Yori Aoshi and Mahoromantic plain and in sight, not to mention import car magazines with Asian women sprawled across the machinery like ragdolls, at small children's eye levels. It's messed up.

I've sort of been wasting time ever since. Getting out of the house was a good chance to get my mind off of things that have been bothering me, and it left me a little more optimistic than I had been before.

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Wow, compared to my recent updates, this is like a freaking gold mine. Go, me.

EDIT: Also, I don't have any school tomorrow either, even though it hasn't rained here in 10 hours. Go figure.
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